Once there was this girl. She somehow caught my attention and later she became my best friend. Her name is Elizabeth, Liz for short. Liz and I first met when we started high school. She was the first person I set my eyes on when I entered the classroom. She smiled at me and signalled me to sit next to her. We started to talk with each other and found out that we have so much in common. That's how we became best friends.

And here we are now, at her house. I'm helping her to choose the best outfit for her date with the awesome Prussian.

'What do you think about this one? she asks, spinning in front of me. She was wearing an emerald green dress that reaches her knee and she has black high heels.

I examine her. Her brown hair is dancing as she's spinning around. The green dress embraces her, gently outlining her perfect shape. Her boobs keeping the dress from falling off, since it's strapless. I could stare at her forever...

'Hey, earth to (y/n)!' Liz snaps her fingers in front of me.

'Huh?' I shake my head and look up to her. She's dangerously close to my face. 'Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts. Did you ask something?'

'What do you think about this dress?'

I look her up and down. 'Perfect.' I whisper.

'I didn't quite catch that.'

'I said it's perfect.'

'Oh, okay. Then this dress would do. Thanks for helping.' Liz says and hugs me. I hug back, 'It's nothing.' I embrace her more tightly.

'Okay, (y/n). It's enough.' she lets go of me. 'You're suspicious.' she leans in close to my face. Liz, are you teasing me?

'Really? And what makes you think so?'

'I don't know. You act so absentminded lately. Did something happen?' I shake my head. 'Then, are you in love?' I freeze. My face goes pale for a second but after that it gets beet red.

'Bull's eye!' Liz cheers. 'Who's the lucky one?'

'You don't know...' I hesitate to say 'her', 'him' or 'them'. I decide to go with 'him'. 'You don't know him.'

'But I'm sure I'll get to know him sometime!' Oh, how I wish I just could say that it's you, who I like, Liz...

'Sure.' I say, drawing the 'u.'

'Do you know any idea where Gilbert will take me?' Liz questions, as she tries to choose a necklace.

I chuckle. 'I don't know.' I get up and walk next to her. 'Let me help you.'

Liz nods and steps aside.

'My god, so many necklaces. But I think,' I'm rummaging through her collection. 'This one is the one.' I lift one up. 'Come here.'

She strolls next to me and we both stand in front of her mirror. She tucks her hair aside and I put her necklace on. She touches the jewellery and looks at me in the mirror. I smile at her and put my chin on her shoulder. Even though she's wearing high heels, she's still shorter than me. We look at each other in the mirror. Our gaze lingers on one another's.

I almost snake my arms around her waist but she breaks our contact. She pushes herself from me with a small cough. She's clearly flustered and embarrassed. I only smile at her lovingly.

'Thanks, (nickname).' she stammers.

'You're welcome. I'm sure Gilbert will totally love your outfit.' I wink at her.

'I hope so.' Liz smiles and looks at me for a brief moment. Her face is flushed, even the tip of her ears are tinted with a bright pink.

Oh god, how much I'd love to see her flushed face when she's squirming under my touch... alright, enough with the dirty thoughts. Think straight! I mentally slap myself and I'm trying to block out the dirty thoughts and I eventually succeed.

* * *

'(y/n)!' The sound of Liz's voice snaps me out of my perverted thoughts.

'Yes?'

'You were daydreaming again, weren't you?' she questions angrily.

'Sorry,' I sighed. 'My thoughts can be distracting sometimes.' I chuckle.

'And now it's almost six. We agreed you'd take me there. Did you forget?'

'No, not at all.' I shake my head and smooth out my shirt in embarrassment. 'You ready to go?'

'Yeah' she sighs and looks at herself in the mirror, 'This will do.' and she exits the room.

I rushed after her. 'Wait for me!'

'Come, we don't have all evening!'

'Alright, alright.'

We said goodbye to her parents and went out of the house.

I open my car with the key. It turned on its lights and I open the door for her.

'Get in. By the way don't you think this coat is a bit cold?'

'I'm sure Gilbert will give me a ride home, so it's okay.' She says blushing.

I get in too and start the car. I reverse from the driveway and drive to their meeting point.

Our journey is quite silent, only the music gives us some spirit.

'Why are you so quiet?'

'I'm nervous. That's all.'

I look at her from the corner of my eye. 'I see. All you have to do is to be yourself. He knows the real you so you don't have to act like somebody else.' I say and slow down at the red light.

'I know. But I'm still nervous. Maybe because just the two of us will be there.' She answers looking out of the window.

I start to accelerate so I can go on the bridge.

'After the bridge, turn left.'

'Okay. After that?'

'Go straight and turn left again. There's our meeting point.'

'Alright.' I say smiling.

I drive where she said. We arrived at a park. I stop the car.

'I already see him. I have to hurry!' she quickly undoes her seatbelt and she's about to get out of the car but she stops. 'You should make a move tonight too.' she smiles.

'Maybe I will. Now, hurry!' I say and she gets out of the car. Liz waves to me then she turns around and starts making her way to Gilbert. I watch her figure slowly dissolving into the darkness. When I can't see her anymore I start the car and turn the volume back up.

'I can't believe she asked me to ruin her date...'

I play my favourite rock songs and I'm drumming on the steering wheel when I have to wait for the lights.

I drive fast I want to get home as soon as possible. Maybe I'll text her from my mom's business phone. She doesn't know that number.

I park the car on the driveway and get out. My dog comes running to me. I bend down.

'How are you big boy?' I ask and the Doberman tilts its head. 'Come, I want to lock the gate.' I say and he comes after me then he goes to his house.

I go into the house and I greet my parents. Mom's washing the dishes and dad's watching soccer. I tell them that I'm eating in my room and head upstairs.

I kick my door in and close it with my leg. I set down the tray on my desk. I take off my coat and take out my car key and throw it on the bed and then I set my coat on my chair. I turn the TV on to watch the X Factor and during cheering for my favourite singers I was eating my dinner too.

After I finish eating I take the tray back to the kitchen and grab some sweets and a bag of chips then I head upstairs again.

I'm lying on my bed; in my hand is my mother's phone. I'm arguing with myself in my head.

'I totally shouldn't spoil her fun...' I sigh. 'But I want to text her. Ugh, fuck!' I bury my face in a pillow.

After a couple of minutes I decide to text Liz.

Unknown number

Subject: I want to get to know you

Pardon me if I'm disturbing you, but I wanted to make sure you're Elizabeth Hedervary, right? If yes, I have something to discuss with you.

Have a pleasant evening.

'Send.' I say out loud as I tap the button. 'I hope she'll write back.'

As I'm waiting for her reply I'm playing with my Volkswagen's key. Thoughts of my first drive in this car start to appear and it seems like I forgot of Liz until the phone vibrates next to me.

Elizabeth Hedervary

Subject: Do I know you?

Hello not-so-kind stranger. How did you get my number? But first of all who the hell are you? And why are you trying to ruin my date when I'm having fun? You're a douchebag I hope you know it.

'Ouch... That was kind of rude. I didn't expect her to write like this...'

Anyway I took a breath and start typing again.

Unknown Number

Subject: Touché

Why did you have to be so rude? I know it's not a brave thing to confess in a text message but I couldn't do it in person, so here I go. I've known you for quite a long time. At first I only thought of you as a friend, but my emotions changed with the years and somehow I found myself falling for you. And today I can finally say that I am in love with you. I've grown fond of your personality first then came your looks. Your beautiful brown hair which is so smooth and your emerald eyes in which I could stare in my whole life. All in all, I love you and always will.

Oh my God. I can't believe it. I finally confessed to her. I could feel my face burning. I place my hands on my cheeks to cool them down. I'm sure she won't reply to this. Anyway what is poor Gilbert thinking?

'Oh my, what if I ruined their date? Holy crap! Why didn't I think before acting?!' I bury my head in the pillow again.

In the next moment my phone buzzed. I looked at the screen, it was Liz.

"I'm coming home. After I arrived can I come over? I have news..." This is what she wrote. I reply to her and wait for her to come around.

Some time later my mom knocks on my door and she says that Liz is here.

'Send her up to me.'

'Okay, dear.' With this she closes the door.

In the next moment Liz is coming into my room. She changed her clothes. Instead of her dress she wore a blue hoodie and black pants.

'What made you rush home?' I ask her and nod to her to come and sit on my bed.

She sits in front of me and gives me her phone. 'This happened. Gilbert got angry and jealous and I stormed away from him.'

I read the messages and try to act surprised but hearing what I caused I feel a sense of guilt.

'Gilbert got angry because of this?'

'Yes,' she nodded. 'He took my phone away and read it. He got jealous and angry we started to shout with each other and I decided to step off.'

'Oh, I see. So, no second chance?' I ask. I want to make sure I didn't fuck up so bad.

'Maybe we could try it again but I'm not sure we will. By the way, what about you?'

I freeze. Anything but this question please....

'Well, I made my move but it didn't turn out good.'

'What happened?'

'Liz,' I start sighing. 'You can hate me all you want after this because you have the right...'

She looks at me puzzled and nods, letting me know I can continue.

'Liz... I was... I wrote those texts to you!'

I keep my head low. I'm afraid to look at her. I hear her breath hitch when she understands.

'(y/n), look at me.' she says softly.

I comply, rising my head so I can look at her. I see mixed emotions in her eyes. Anger, hurt, discomfort. And I can see that she's on the edge of crying. So am I.

'(y/n)... how could you done something like that? You ruined my date! Do you know how long I've been waiting for this night and you had to ruin it... Couldn't you tell me this sooner?' she asks, her voice sometimes cracks. Her tears stream down her face.

'I'm sorry.' I mutter.

'You can't solve everything with an apology!' she snaps.

'I know!' my voice cracks but I'm not crying.

'Can you imagine how I feel now? I just missed a chance to have a fun date with my crush. And that's because of you!'

I had enough. I grab her shoulders and push her onto the bed.

'What would happen if you thought about me too this time? Can you imagine how I feel? I chose your dress and make up for the date with your crush. Who is not me!' I shout. 'Can you imagine how I felt watching you slowly falling for him? It hurt when you looked at him with sparkling eyes and it hurt when you talked about him like he put the stars in the sky. Can you imagine how I felt all this time? Can you?' I shout at her and she looks at me frightened.

'(y/n).' she says reaching out to touch my face but I slap her hand away.

'Don't touch me! Until you've said something about my confession.'

'I love you too. I really love you. But as my friend. Not more than friends. I hope you understand.'

'Of course.' I smile and let go of her shoulders. 'Although I'll still love you.'

'But maybe you'll find a boy who helps you to forget you once had feelings for a girl. Who was let alone your best friend.'

'But I don't want to forget you!' I shouted.

'Don't you dare to shout at me! I understand your feelings but you don't seem to understand mine!' she snapped.

'I do understand. But you don't know how it feels watching somebody you love is crushing on someone else.' I mumble.

'(y/n),' she sighs. 'How about we end this here? I don't want to be angry with you.'

'Alright.' I smile and I hug her slowly, being afraid of she might reject me.

'Just hug me already!' she laughs and wraps her arms around me.

'I thought you would look at me differently after this.' I mumble into her shoulder.

She lets go of me and looks at me. 'Bullshit! What are you thinking of me? You know how tolerant I am. And I'm sure you're straight as a line, you just happened to fall in love with me. But in the next month maybe you will be developing a crush on Alfred or Toni. Who knows? But make one thing clear and you should say this to yourself: you're straight. And I was just a pleasant part of your life.'

'Thanks, Liz! You helped me a lot. And maybe you're right.' I smile.

One month later we almost forgot our incident, but not totally. Maybe Liz was right, I will find somebody, but for a long time she will be in my heart so good luck for anyone who tries to take her place over.